I don’t really consider myself a “runner” per se; although, my weekly form of exercise IS running. I guess I don’t really consider myself a runner because when I think of “runners” I think of cross country, long distance, endurance…which is NOT me. I knock out 2 miles on the treadmill about twice a week. As I have said here before, it’s how I get my sanity. I just don’t consider myself to be a runner. I have no desire to push it further. I have no desire to try beat my time (well maybe sometimes…I’m competitive). My thing is that it takes up time. I know it sounds stupid, but I think about the productive things I could be doing. I sometimes feel a bit selfish when I run…I know that’s stupid too. Other things just take priority; dinner, laundry, cleaning, etc.
For the past three years I have been toying with the idea of running a 5K. You see I may run a couple miles a few time a week, but NEVER have I felt a desire to run three miles. In 2009 a friend of ours passed away from ALS (Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis) also known as Lou Gehrig’s disease. It was very, very sad. His in-laws put together a 5K that year to help raise money and awareness. I couldn’t run the race that year because I was pregnant. The past two years…I have no excuses for. When I got the event in my inbox this year I KNEW I just had to do it. So yesterday I registered! I must say I am super excited. Now that I have this goal and responsibility to participate I feel more inclined to get that run in and push myself more. Training is going to be a priority and I am going to challenge myself. I’m also looking forward to sharing this little journey with you. Wish me luck!